User blog comment:Princess of Mousetheives/Creatures of the East RPG/@comment-39940417-20190907235643

Gurr the mole wandered through the green foliage of the abbey orchard, sniffing and taking in the scent of the fresh spring blooms that unfurlked their petals among the trees. He gently snapped the stem of a fragrant peach coloured rose, the soft, light colour calming his nervous heart. He jumped slightly as the sound of three creatures approaching him reached his ears.

Gurr turned slowly, fearing that it might be vermin. What he caught sight of, however, was Abbess Tyra flanked by a squirrel and an otter.

"Oi woishes you top o' the mornin', miz Abbess!"